From a deep hole she did rise,
from the grasp of self-doubt she broke free,
from the ocean of self-hate she swam ashore.
And she wrapped herself in layers of self-love,
armor of respect, and sheaths of grace.
And to war she went, freeing her fellow goddesses,
from the unworthy, unholy, and undeserving.
Together they rose and conquered.
The queens of today.
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
From a deep hole she did rise,
from the grasp of self-doubt she broke free,
from the ocean of self-hate she swam ashore.
And she wrapped herself in layers of self-love,
armor of respect, and sheaths of grace.
And to war she went, freeing her fellow goddesses,
from the unworthy, unholy, and undeserving.
Together they rose and conquered.
The queens of today.
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